May 4, 2014
The seraph stared at his human, not at all comprehending what it was that he wanted. He was complaining of pain along his back yet refused to let the angel heal him. Dean had insisted that his' 'angel mojo' stopped him from pooping for a week and wouldn't have it happen again. Which, really, made absolutely no sense to the seraph since he was more than sure his grace couldn't even stunt such a thing - ?
So it was with a sigh that Deanaeus sauntered over to the hunter, the most uncomfortable look an angel could even have on his face.
"Should I--give you a massage or....something?"
How awkward was that?
